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Tofu Scramble a la Foi

I know, I know, so redundant. But see, it uses some of the black bean salsa from yesterday. So bear with the redundancy and enjoy the flavour. FYI, it’s the first tofu scramble I’ve made, and Joe even ate a plate of it!

Extra firm tofu, drained & crumbled

a little olive oil

sliced scallions

2 cloves garlic, pressed or minced

coarsely chopped mushrooms

a cup or so of leftover black bean salsa (or you could just throw in about a cup of rinsed & drained black beans)

about another half cup of chopped peppers (I used a mix of poblano and red bell pepper)

jarred salsa (I used the cheap stuff and it worked out great, but you could use homemade salsa if you feel like it)

nutritional yeast, if you like it

cumin, salt & pepper to taste

cilantro if you want it (there was enough in the black bean salsa that I didn’t need to add any more)

a couple of corn tortillas, cut into smallish pieces.

In a large skillet, heat up the olive oil. Saute the onions, garlic, mushrooms and pepper for a minute or two. Add the tofu and black bean salsa and scramble it all up. Pour in enough salsa to suit your fancy, add some nutritional yast if you want, season to taste, add the tortillas, and stir everything around until it’s all heated through and your corn tortillas are soft.

I used a pound of tofu, and that made about twice as much as we needed, but I’ve got a smallish appetite and Joe’s still learning to love tofu. And we had it with a few organic corn chips, and if I’d had any, I’d have sliced an avocado. Good stuff!

In other news, I’m really enjoying my job now, which is a big switch from what I’m used to. And it’s nice being a part of a team, instead of just over there off in admin-land. I like the people I work with, and we get to work hard and have fun. Well, you know, fun for work, anyway. It’s amazing how much things have changed since I’ve been working for this company. When I first started, the office was 7 miles from my house, and I could get there in 12 minutes in good traffic and green light karma. I’ve seen people come, and I’ve watched them go, some with a little sadness and some who couldn’t leave fast enough. I’ve made really good friends there, life friends, and have some good work friends. And then we moved, so my 7 mile commute turned into a 17-mile commute, and we were no longer our own little office family, but sort of got swallowed up in a big(ger) corporate thingie, and the changes just kept on coming. I know this sounds petty, but one thing I’ve had the hardest time getting used to is my schedule change. I’ve worked 7-4 for years. Then when I got switched from the admin position into my new job, I had to go 7:30-4:30. That, I found out, usually worked with traffic such that I was still home at the same time. And then this week I’ve had to shift into an 8-5 schedule, and it’s been really hard getting used to it. I’m not complaining about it, mind you; I’m just a little bemused about how hard it is to adapt.

And this is the point in the post where I tell you that I’ve taken m night time meds and the y jus kicked in. I’m very relaxed and ready to go to sleep. Joe, on the other hand just plugged in his guitar and I’m sure he will be playing ino the wee small hours. He really is a fanasic guitar player. When we were dating, he wooed me with his 12-string acoustic guiar (sadly it was stolen some years ago), playig Bread and Creedence Clearwater Revival and thse soft dreamy melodies where he just let his fingers rove along the frets andplld the most beautiful music fom the srings of hat guitar.

It will be a nice weekenBreakfast in the morning with the PUs–oatmeal, but it’s starting to grow on me. i think I’ll take some cinnamon wih me to add to the brown sugar. that will give it a little more flavor, even if it wn’t help the texture. I was reading something lately where someone was talking about mjst eating rolled oats raw. with meal, like regular cereal, but uncooked. That would definitely help with the texure. I think I’ll go fix a small bowl and see how it works.

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